The British Theatre: Or, A Collection of Plays, which are Acted at the Theatres Royal, Drury Lane, Convent Gardin, Haymarket, and Lyceum, Volume 9Mrs. Inchbald Hurst, Robinson, 1824 |
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Pagina 8
... Heaven , and not mine . Fred . Bad luck for me , David , if it is as I fear ; but you know Sir Paul Ruby is now dead , and my first love is a widow , young , blooming , and mistress of a mine of wealth : You can remember Clara 8 [ ACT I ...
... Heaven , and not mine . Fred . Bad luck for me , David , if it is as I fear ; but you know Sir Paul Ruby is now dead , and my first love is a widow , young , blooming , and mistress of a mine of wealth : You can remember Clara 8 [ ACT I ...
Pagina 9
... Heaven forbid ! David . Well , well , I won't flatter you , brother you are a little gone off to be sure , rather the worse for wear , a small matter out of trim ; but we can soon put that to rights , if your timbers are but stanch ...
... Heaven forbid ! David . Well , well , I won't flatter you , brother you are a little gone off to be sure , rather the worse for wear , a small matter out of trim ; but we can soon put that to rights , if your timbers are but stanch ...
Pagina 17
... Heaven's , what a Philander ! and sugar speeches make me sick . Such milk [ Aside . Lord S. I am very unlucky , ladies , and perhaps unseasonably intrude upon some more interesting business ; Lady Ruby's thoughts at least seem to be ...
... Heaven's , what a Philander ! and sugar speeches make me sick . Such milk [ Aside . Lord S. I am very unlucky , ladies , and perhaps unseasonably intrude upon some more interesting business ; Lady Ruby's thoughts at least seem to be ...
Pagina 35
... Heaven ! in good health , I shall not be so base to let you ruin yourself by marrying poor me , only because you pledg'd your word when you did hardly know what that word meant . Fred . Nobly conceived ! But I am not that wretch , to ...
... Heaven ! in good health , I shall not be so base to let you ruin yourself by marrying poor me , only because you pledg'd your word when you did hardly know what that word meant . Fred . Nobly conceived ! But I am not that wretch , to ...
Pagina 45
... Heaven be prais'd for all things ! Humbly beg pardon for my boldness , but I couldn't contain myself for joy . [ Exit . FREDERICK and DAVID enter . Sir Miles . How , how , how is all this ! -Ay , there he his , sure enough , my own dear ...
... Heaven be prais'd for all things ! Humbly beg pardon for my boldness , but I couldn't contain myself for joy . [ Exit . FREDERICK and DAVID enter . Sir Miles . How , how , how is all this ! -Ay , there he his , sure enough , my own dear ...
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The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays: Which are Acted at the ... Mrs. Inchbald Volledige weergave - 1808 |
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The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays: Which are Acted at the ... Mrs. Inchbald Volledige weergave - 1808 |
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Belcour believe better Billy brother Charles Cicely David dear Dennis O'Flaherty Dick doctor Dowlas Duke Eust Exeunt Exit FABIAN father fellow fool fortune Fred Frederick Fulmer gentleman girl give hand happy hath Hawth hear heart Heaven Henry hither Hodge honour hope Illyria Kenrick Lady D Lady Ruby ladyship look Lord D Lord Sensitive Louisa Lucin Lucinda madam Malvolio Marg marry Master Hawthorn Mead Miss Rusport Mowbray never night O'Fla OLIVIA on't Pang Pangloss pardon poor pray RICHARD CUMBERLAND Rosetta Rosny Sabina SCENE servant SIR ANDREW SIR ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK Sir Miles Sir Toby Sir William sister soul speak Sted Stock Stockwell Stuke sure tell thee there's thing thou VIOLA Waiter what's wish woman Wood WOODCOCK word Wrangle young Zekiel
Populaire passages
Pagina 75 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die.
Pagina 65 - For the rain it raineth every day. But when I came, alas ! to wive, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, By swaggering could I never thrive, For the rain it raineth every day, But when I came unto my bed, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, With toss-pots still had drunken head, For the rain it raineth every day.
Pagina 30 - He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time, 70 And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye. This is a practice As full of labour as a wise man's art: For folly that he wisely shows is fit; But wise men, folly-fall'n, quite taint their wit.
Pagina 21 - A blank, my lord : She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pin'd in thought ; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed...
Pagina 65 - When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day.
Pagina 88 - Beside the river Dee ; He worked and sang from morn till night, No lark more blithe than he ; And this the burden of his song For ever used to be, — " I envy nobody ; no, not I, And nobody envies me ! "
Pagina 21 - Too well what love women to men may owe: In faith, they are as true of heart as we. My father had a daughter loved a man, As it might be, perhaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship. DUKE. And what's her history? VIOLA. A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i...
Pagina 25 - I'VE often wish'd that I had clear For life, six hundred pounds a year, A handsome house to lodge a friend, A river at my garden's end, A terrace walk, and half a rood Of land, set out to plant a wood. Well, now I have all this and more, I ask not to increase my store ; But here a grievance seems to lie...
Pagina 19 - ... augment that failing. A thought strikes me: I have a commission that you must absolutely execute for me; I have immediate occasion for the sum of two hundred pounds; you know my fortune is shut up till I am of age; take this paltry box (it contains my ear-rings, and some other baubles I have no use for), carry it to our opposite neighbour, Mr. Stockwell (I don't know where else to apply), leave it as a deposit in his hands, and beg him to accommodate me with the sum. Charles. Dear Charlotte,...